Angels and music from brother to brother
Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list
Angels and music from brother to brother : hello sweet Sara, I wanted to share this with you, since you are connected with the Sky, this song is old and forgotten, however, it’s also very relevant; it’s from Franco Fasano, today this song accidentally found its way into my music play list, I don’t even know how.
Sometimes we are divine instruments and we don’t even realize it …..
From brother to brother
The crocodile that at one point was a God to worship
you sell it on a t-shirts for just a few pennies
thirty people in a room even though you are not a soldier
that roof over your head
it’s not the sky you dreamed of
you want to buy
a you try the Italian that you know
you are stuck there
two stars white like milk your eyes
what is there
at the end of the looks that you give
freedom, but it burns more than the sun you left behind
Africa is not far, the Soul does not have a color…
the Savannah is still screaming
in your pride of lion
but this city is scary.
From Brother to Brother
from my heart to your heart.
if the skin is different
let’s not make the mistake
of not giving each other our hand
and let it happen
of watching each other with hatred
avoiding each other on the street
White and Black is nicer…
From Brother to Brother
na na na na na
Feeling different,
reason does not exist
now that you live in the city
From Brother to Brother
from my heart to your heart
if the skin is different
let’s not make the mistake
of not giving each other our hand
and let it happen
of watching each other with hatred
avoiding each other on the street
White and Black is nicer …
From brother to brother
from my heart to your heart
if the skin is different
let’s not make the mistake
of talking about races
like with animals
of thinking, mistakenly
that we are not the same
white and blanc is always nicer
From brother to brother
Africa is not far, the soul does not have a color
the savannah is still screaming
in your pride of lion
now that you live in the city
Roots choked by civilization
From brother to brother
from my heart to yours
if the skin is different
let’s not make the mistake
of talking about races
like with animals
of thinking, mistakenly
that we are not the same
From brother to brother
from my heart to yours
if the skin is different
let’s not make the mistake
of talking about races
like with animals
of thinking, mistakenly
that we are not the same
From brother to brother
from heart to heart
from brother to brother
F. Fasano
Dear Sara, honestly I can not tell you the reason why … I can only tell you of the emotions I felt as I listened to it: I cried my eyes out, like a fountain … I felt like I was in the same shoes as an Angel, that does not judge the human being but that loves him unconditionally … but I am left with a question: why did this song add itself to my list, now that I am a person that does love everyone and has Muslim friends? I don’t understand …..
A big and strong hug
Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list was the testimonial of Angela
Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list
Angels and music
www.leparoledegliangeli.com/en The words of the Angels